I was jerking off now, so he knew my answer. Matt looked over and smiled at me as I began to jerk our father off. I obliged. I quickly assumed his position. “Dad, will you fuck my ass?” Dad’s response marked the first time he had ever actually checked in with me during sex to make sure I really wanted something I had requested. She kissed and sucked my hooded clit while Matt resumed his ramming, this time shoving his cock into what I presumed was her asshole. Even in my cunt, where it had been many times by now, it felt so much bigger than Dad’s had in my ass. This was her way of showing me for certain that my sexual relationship with Clara was okay, I supposed. I immediately started rubbing my cunt through my cotton panties, which were all I was wearing between satin bed sheets. The dual pleasure was immense, and soon I was spraying more cum onto my sheets. He had probably fallen asleep, I figured. As much as I knew
